Although she was wearing a thick cotton robe, she also felt the chest behind her thighs pounding like a drum. It seemed that the sudden fall really scared the adult. It was not intentional to commit crimes. Thinking of this, she felt soft and calmed down and said, "Catch the cliff, don't catch me!"

Yang Ling was really afraid of annoying her, so he calmed down and grabbed Hong Niangzi's plump and slender thighs with one hand, and looked around with the other hand. The left and right behind were empty, and the light at the entrance of the hole could not borrow any force. He didn't know how wide the hole was. Hong Niangzi was grabbing protruding rocks, so the rock wall opposite was also sunken. He tried to grab a handful, but grabbed a handful of mud and sand, and fell down the hole noisily. Yang Ling quickly shrank his hand.

During this busy work, he felt that his arms were not strong enough and he could not catch Hong Niangzi. He quickly retracted his hand and hugged him, and said dryly: "There is nothing to catch around, don't move, I will climb up and catch the stone."

The Hong Madam was stunned, and only felt Yang Ling tightly wrapping her body in the air, moving her hands together to her hips, and her body rushed upwards. Her thighs immediately clamped her calves, followed by the alternating hands, and actually hugged her chest. The Hong Madam was shocked and shouted, "What are you doing?"

At this time, Yang Ling's hands had already rushed between her chest and abdomen, and then slid downwards to wrap her slender waist. The Hong Madam grew up so old that she had never been so close to her husband. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red, and she said angrily and annoyed: "Bastard, stop!"

Yang Ling hurriedly stopped and stopped before saying embarrassedly: "It's urgent to follow the rules, I... I'm not going to hold it like this."

Cui Ying'er said embarrassedly: "Fuck you! You're so cowardly. The Ming Dynasty has all the incompetent generals like you!"

Yang Ling was really afraid of annoying her, so she kicked her down the valley and had to say dryly: "Then...then I can't move like this, right?"

Both of them were wearing thick clothes, and they didn't feel much on their skin. However, the tight hugging made Hongniu feel very upset. Moreover, she climbed the rock with both hands and Yang Ling hugged her waist. Even though she was really capable, it was not easy to kick him down, but just letting him hold him like this, it was really unsatisfactory. Hongniu said helplessly: "Don't move, I'll bring you up."

She took a breath, moved her hands, firmly clamped the rock, then freed up her arm, grabbed Yang Ling's clothes with her backhand, and said, "Stop it, I'll lift you up, you can catch the rock if you touch it."

He let go and grabbed her with one arm. Yang Ling's heart jumped up again, but he couldn't do it by telling him to hold someone like this. In desperation, Yang Ling grabbed her clothes with both hands and held them tightly in his hands, then he relaxed his legs.

The Hongniang held her breath and raised his body with one arm upwards. As soon as she moved it half a foot, she found that he grabbed his clothes with both hands. She couldn't help but turn her head laughingly and said, "I won't throw you down, so I won't let you go..."

At this time, she had lifted Yang Ling to the same level as herself. Yang Ling was afraid that her heavy breathing would spray on her face, and she was holding her breath. She could not see anything in the darkness. Cui Ying'er didn't pay attention. When she turned her head, the cherry lips slid past Yang Ling's right cheek and touched her upper lip lightly.

Yang Ling felt a touch of softness and warmth and his lips were about to part. He was stunned for a moment and realized that her cherry lips were sliding by accident. This shock was extraordinary. After holding her breath for a long time, she could no longer hold back. Her heavy breathing could not help but spray on Hong Niangzi's cheeks and neck.

The sound of fighting outside has gradually weakened, and it may be... an illusion.

The cave was so quiet that Yang Ling could not see Hongniang's face in the darkness. He was afraid that Cui Ying'er would be so angry that he would kill him to silence him. He grabbed his hands very tightly. After a long time, he heard Cui Ying'er who had turned his head calmly said: "Let go, now you can touch a rock with your hands."

Her voice was quiet until the last two words, and there was a hint of trembling.

Yang Ling didn't dare to say anything else. The two of them had a tacit understanding and never mentioned it. He just touched it by force. He let go of his hand and moved slowly upwards. First, he touched the back of a soft hand. Yang Ling hurriedly moved to the side and tried it before he grabbed the rock firmly. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, but... my arm strength is limited, I'm afraid I can't last long, and outside... I don't know what the outcome will be."

Cui Ying'er whispered: "I will bring you up when you are powerless, and the outcome outside is the only way to fate."

"Oh!" Yang Ling sighed, raised his head worriedly, and said, "If the reinforcements are not yet available, my people will be wiped out. As long as the Tartars add two more stones, we will die..."

When he said this, suddenly a foreign object seemed to fall from the corner of his eyes, and then the base of his nose felt sore, and tears suddenly flowed down. It turned out that a stone was hitting the bridge of his nose.

Yang Ling was caught off guard and subconsciously reached out to wipe her face. The buckle of the other hand was wet and her knuckles were frozen again, and her whole body fell down with a slight slightest.
Chapter completed!